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02. most love like hunters
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Operational.
[The GN Drives had unlimited operational capacity, so refueling was never an issue for him. And he was fortunate that most of the damage he'd received so far was enough that red haro could walk him through repairs. The 0 Raiser was out of missiles, but that wasn't much of a concern to him.
His eyes then scan across the hangar, settling on Amuro's suit. The nu-Gundam.]
Yours?
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[ With a series of schematics for the Nu now cascading across the device's screen, Amuro offers it by way of simply letting it go next to Setsuna. It floats harmlessly in the anti-grav for him to pick up if he so chooses. Amuro's not quite sure he follows the other pilot's tight-lipped policy regarding mobile suits; for him, it wasn't uncommon for both the Federation and Zeon to receive supplies and weaponry from the same corporation. A sad inevitability of war equaling profit. ]
I'm more impressed with your Haro being capable of repairs. [ Amuro kicks off the floor and soars straight up to one of the catwalks spanning the hangar. Mobile suits of all makes line the cages, an odd team, but no less formidable for its ragtag looks. ]
Are you sure you won't let Astonaige look at it? [
Or, you know, him.He rests his elbow on the railing amiably. ] You won't find a better mechanic.no subject
Its unnecessary. [To have someone else look at it.
Though if you ask nicely Amuro...Not long after that, Setsuna pushed off the floor and up to the catwalk, catching the railing to stop his upward progress. Not that he bothers to hold still, pushing off, and heading in the direction of the Nu Gundam.]
You have a psychoframe. [Its not a question, though Setsuna has no idea what a psychoframe actually is.]
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That's right. [ Granted, even Amuro himself isn't 100% sure of its properties. He'd coined it in theory and partly in execution, and Anaheim had supposedly met him halfway. Talking about it is something he doesn't mind, because he is, and has always been, a colossal nerd at heart. ] Are you familiar with it?
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Getting there, okay.He allows the Nu to take the stage and follows Setsuna across the catwalk towards it. There are various mechanics working on dormant fin funnels suspended in its vicinity. ]no subject
No. [He gets the general gist behind it, he thinks, but his world is devoid of psychoframe technology, at least as it relates here. Though listening to an explanation is something Setsuna doesn't mind, because he is, and always will be, a total gundam nut.] I've never heard of Minovsky particles either.
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So it was just guesswork, in the end. But Setsuna's blase demeanor wasn't animosity, at least, so he had that going for him. ]
The light your Gundam creates. [ Amuro stops across from him and nods towards it. ] I guessed it was some kind of particle it emits in its output. Am I wrong?
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You can use a psychoframe because you're a Newtype.
[Conjecture at best on Setsuna's part, based mostly on what little he knows about Newtypes in general. These Innovators-yet-not-Innovators...]
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At it's core, that's true. [ Amuro has long since grown into what he is: the "unknown" element. The stigma still lingers with him, for all his dedication and compassion, but now was not the time. ] The data there is as you see it. The psycommu system is a mind-to-machine interface that translates a Newtype's brainwaves into electrical commands.
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Why those instincts keep pulling him towards Amuro and the Nu, he couldn't begin to explain. But he does start to understand as he hits along a line of thought regarding the Psychoframe.]
...but the psychoframe lets you become one with your machine.
You can become... Gundam...
[Which may not seem like the biggest deal on the surface, but the way Setsuna hands tighten on the railing, and the intensity with which he's staring down the Nu Gundam, this might be something of importance. (To Setsuna, anyway)]
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I'm not familiar with quantum brainwaves. [ Amuro leans on the railing, arms crossed. ] But you could look at it that way. Utilizing the Gundam's power via thought. Being able to visualize your enemy and with those--[ He points at a newly operational fin funnel being stacked onto the Nu. ]--make them fall.
[ Amuro is about results. Data, physical technology, raw material he could shape to his liking. Complicated, but linear. Being a Newtype, something so seemingly infinite and nebulous in concept, contradicted everything he thought he knew about himself when he'd first encountered the Gundam. ]
It was that ability that exposed Newtypes to the world. [ With him at the forefront. ] But not the idea that made the Earth fear them.
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It wasn't something Amuro understood yet, given the way he answered, but this was still a feeling out process between them.]
So what did? [Make the earth fear them, he means, though he doesn't bother to clarify.]
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[ His gaze also locks onto his Gundam. Amuro had invested everything he was into the Nu. It was a machine--a weapon--but something else altogether, too. ]
But humanity doesn't deserve to be punished for that.
[ Gravity should not have been as good as a death sentence. Not like he wanted. ]
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Were you able to come to an understanding with them?
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No.
[ For all the alliances, the friendships, the lovers, and the wars that raged through each of them... ]
But that kind of understanding can't be forced onto humanity. It takes time.
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No.
[There's a certain emphasis behind that rejection. Time? One year? Ten years? A hundred years? Time is something that happens too passively for anything to change.]
If you want the world to change, if you want them to truly understand you, you have to fight.
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Only someone who perceives things differently would say something like that.
[ He looks at him sidelong. Not a Newtype, and yet... ]
Right?
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That's what Celestial Being is about.
[Might be ducking the question entirely.]
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I meant you, specifically.
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...I'm a Gundam Meister.
[There's enough of an inflection to convey that that's not the answer you're looking for, I know. But its about the only honest answer he can give. At least using words.
And wearing pants]no subject
Okay but you have to wine and dine him, first.In some ways, he understands how there's no reasonable way to really articulate what it means to harbor the kinds of changes Newtypes go through. Or whatever equivalent it was Setsuna had. ]I think you're able to sense things others don't. You're aware of it, but you don't know how to use it yet.
[ Not really a fine or subtle point. And also fairly personal, on Amuro's part. Shots in the dark were all he had left.
Until the glitter comes in.]Your machine... that Gundam, the 00. It reacts to that power you have. Just like the Nu Gundam.
[ That light on the battlefield he can't explain. ]
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I feel things...
[Unfortunately, that's about as well as Setsuna can articulate being an Innovator. His evolution granted him a lot of new abilities, but eloquence wasn't one of them.]
It's not a machine. Its changed.
We've changed.
[Well. You got four sentence fragments out of him. Progress?]
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His fight had always been personal, anyway.
So maybe Setsuna has a kind of promise that he never did. ]
Few people understand that. [ He exhales patiently. PROGRESS. ] What will you do together now that you've changed?
[ Referring to the 00 as if it were alive is still something he's trying to get used to. But hey, trying is the name of the game, here. ]
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[Setsuna doesn't do anything by halves.]
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You could probably do it. [ The 00 commands his attention again, the one suit present he knows nothing about and yet feels like he somehow gets. ] No, you won't stop until you do. Neither of you, for the sake of the world.
[ Amuro finally moves from the railing, past him--seemingly satisfied with that answer. Faintly, he tacks on: Not like him at all. ]
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What about you?
[He turns to face Amuro, then pushes himself off the railing and follows him.]
What will you do now that you've changed?
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